This is a song about "Ice crw"

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

Karma inescapable my thin ice breaking,

Home invading i'm skating on thin ice,

She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice

Still ain't got no ice, only cotton sweaters.

This what it sound like if i sent my dad letters

Than vanilla ice if he saw a spider/

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

Aint really too concerned about the fuckin platinum and ice

Look, the illest bitch alive, reallest bitch alive

Mind of ice/time to fight/

I seem to love these whips - a white

Baby got that super bass

With shards of ice and glass

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done

This is ice, this is frozen,